A Legal Alien

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13 November 2006

Sometimes, two little words sum it all up rather nicely.

I have a migraine. I'm doped up to my eyeballs in Zomig and I am beyond cranky. I think I'm borderline crotchety which is a much more permanent condition than cranky.

The day started off so weirdly. I'd found mouse droppings on my desk at school about 2 weeks ago and the janitor set up a trap. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. BAM! Today, dead mouse in front of my desk. Poor lil thing had tried to drag the trap away with him.

It rained today and for a while, it smelled of England. And then it smelled like the town where I work, which is known to the rest of the world as cow shit and garbage.

I was observed during 4th period when my migraine was just kicking into full swing and I was a bit spacey. I have no idea what my VP will say about how it went. Kids were working. It was quiet. They participated. They used whiteboards AND the textbook. Highly thrilling stuff. Meeting with her tomorrow during my prep. It will either go like my last one did and I'll be looking for another job or it will be ok and I'm stressed out for no reason. After last time, I have no idea what to think except be prepared to be disappointed.

I came home, ate a sandwich and crawled into the bathtub. By 4:49pm, I was in my pajamas. If that's not depressing, I'm not sure what is. But these new jammies are warm and comfortable. That's not depressing. It's winter time and my fuzzy slippers were calling my feet.

The kitchen curtains are done.

And someone has BAD GAS.

For Paul Barrett

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